January 2010
failure. - laura marling.
He used to be a singer in a rock and roll band he would write the songs and I’d tremble at his hand but oh, la laa he lost poetic ethic and his songs were pathetic, and he’s a failure now he used to be the life and soul of everyone around you’d never catch him looking up and never see him down but oh, la laa he couldnt raise a smile oh not for a while and he’s a failure now...
i am
scared. hurt. angry. frustrated. tense. bleeding. pleading. numb. i am unable to cry. i am unable to feel. i am unable to move. and fuck you. because through all this i am alone.
i need this to stop.
help me.
so for three weeks i thought i was getting over you. i had it all planned out. what i would tell you. how i would tell you. when i would tell you. then you come back, and mention your new boyfriends name. the pain in my heart reminded me that im not over you. i still love you.
What I am to you is not real What I am to you you do not need What I am to you is not what you mean to me You give me miles and miles of mountains And I’ll ask for the sea
